The Little Duchess’ Home Tutor

* A few more additions. On this world line, Lydia, Allen is my sister and brother. I can't get married if I stay like this (outside the Duke's house).... but there's Linster. We already have a separate surname to name when Allen becomes independent, apart from on the family registry (royal, informally approved). Allen doesn't know about this, but Lydia does and she's only willing to go to her wife.

* However, this is not the case if it was a beast man or other race. In this part, Karen can legally marry Allen as she is.... Karen knows.

* This is true in this edition, but Linster has refused to marry Lydia and Lynne. Only the first candidate is Allen.

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"So. Today?"

"Ah, here. Don't move."

Brush Lydia's hair out of the bath.

Beautiful redhead, as always. This hair, stretched close to her waist, is proud of her sister as she sits in a chair in front of her.

It's been a long time since I remember. And it's always been me who fixes my hair.

This habit has recently begun to be imitated and demanded of me by Lynne, so I take turns every day. Today, it's my sister's turn.

Line said, "............ it's my turn tomorrow. So I'm fine. I'm fine," he mutters, getting Dr. Anna ready. Looks like I saw some sister yesterday. Lydia looked back in a good mood.

"Answer the question."

"Damn.... a few things today, I'm meeting with a candidate for a deal, and then I'm coming to see the professor. They pushed some troublesome but interesting literature from the Duke of Howard's house."

"Signs of trouble! Say no!!

"I agree, but I'll see, then I'll decide."

"Yeah. Okay. After that, huh?"

"After that."

"You're supposed to have lunch with me. Morning, Lydia, Allen, Lynne."

"!... Mother"

"" Good morning!

Me and Lynne say hello.

It was a long, red-haired woman who came into the room. It was Lisa Linster, my mother.

I looked at Lydia with delight and a mean look on her face.

Your sister bummed her legs.

"Mother, aren't you busy? I don't think I have time for lunch with Allen!

"You eat because you're busy. You and your son have something delicious to eat alone. Best breath ever, isn't it?

"Ugh!.................. hey"

"I'll tell you what I think."

"... is a lottery. The most important thing in the world is taking care of you more than I do!?

"'Cause if you go to the royal palace just for lunch, you'll never leave me there. Lydia and Cheryl, oh, come on, say it."

"? That's not normal. 'Cause I want to be with Allen! All right, I've made up my mind! I'm going to the royal palace today."

"I can't rest"

"............... Kechi no. Give me some candy."

"Candy."

I finish combing my hair and braid the two pure white ribbons with elaborate embroidery that I left on my side desk to the left and right of my back hair.

Mm-hmm... I saw that Lynne was picking on me. A little appeal to the eyes.

Finish tying the ribbon and tell Lydia.

"Good, done! And I'll pick you up at the palace today."

"! Really!?

A heartfelt delight in Lydia's look back.

I just combed it, but my forehead is moving a little.

I snort.

"Yeah. Just leave Cheryl alone for a favor. Because I want to leave the royal palace a little early."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. It's a good day. I've been so happy since Flame Week, am I, am I okay? If it doesn't work, I'll get Allen to comfort me! Good luck!! Specifically, sleep with me at night"

"And so, Mother. Would you mind?

Block words, face back and confirm.

My mother has a merciful gaze on me.

"- Allen, really, you're past our house. I'm so happy you grew up to be a sweet girl. Although overspoiling Lydia is an improvement."

"Don't need improvement! I don't think Allen has enough sweetness!!... and awareness. Take care of me and be conscious. Here, stroke it."

"You're stroking me. And."

Close your face over your shoulder and whisper slightly in your ear.

"-... Lydia isn't the only one in the world who cares, is she?

What the hell is that?

"Line, we're gonna stop by the Royal School on the way home from the Royal Palace, right?

Lydia, shaking her body with joy, tells her as she meditates one eye on her sister, who looks restless somewhere.

"! Ah, brother............... yes. Yes! Thank you..."

"I'm Lynne's brother. Here, Lydia, stand up."

♪

When I stood up, I immediately hugged him. Seems happy to pick you up later.

... I've been busy lately and haven't been able to get there.

My mother slapped my hand.

"Let's have a meal. Breakfast is good, you have to eat it. The whole family."

After cleaning up interviews with potential business partners to wholesale Linster's merchandise and writing down my findings, I was coming to college.

Diving through the gigantic gates that went through until last year, the gaze of the students gathers because of the pale red and black magicians that resembled the deep red escort official garments Lydia was wearing.

Well, it's all the time, so I don't mind walking, to the Tower of the Dragon Demon, where I and Lydia's mentor, the professor, are.

By magic, the juniors don't seem to be in the lab.

I was there. So I guess you missed my time because it's a lot of trouble.

Knock on the lab door and open it.

"Professor, I'm here - whoa"

Anko, who looks like a black cat, jumped at me, so I took it and went to my right shoulder.

Out of the pile of paperwork, my hand reached out.

"Allen, you've come a long way."

"Professor... what is it? This rough condition...... Ha! What if, once again, the juniors put you on a godchild trial!?

"... Gil confessed that you and Miss Lydia were turning their hands behind you?

"No way. Our sister and brother and the man who abandoned the professor and ran to the Republic of Laranoa. It would be self-evident which to trust."

"Definitely, he's more trustworthy. - I didn't ask you to come, nothing else. This is it."

The professor has thrown away old literature.

When you take it in your hand - a heartbeat of disastrous magic.

I ask surprised.

"... this came from the Duke of Howard's house," he said?

"Oh. Miss Tina over there said she found it. As you know, I am not only kind to your father, but also to the Duke of Walter Howard. When I was young...... heh. I miss everything now..."

"My father tells me.... Professor, getting your hands on students is just a little"

"Wait. What are you talking about!?.................. Damn it! This is it, Linster. Ha! No, you should say, Allen."

"Eight or two, isn't it? Ninety-five percent of the time, it's Lydia's fault."

"Maybe so. I love you, don't you?

"............ so, do you decrypt??

Aware of the war situation disadvantage, retreat.

The professor waved, flickering.

"... you want to. but it's going to take a little while. Allen."

"I don't like it."

"... you haven't said anything yet"

You say, "Decrypt it anyway, right? I'm sorry, guys, but I have..."

"Time is what you make, though I remember as if you had a godson who spoke in fancy?

"You're a kid I don't know.... Lately, Lydia won't mind more than she did before, so I don't have much time."

"Yeah, Allen. I'll take care of everything! I knew Miss Lydia and I were close. Call it a wedding. Decrypted contents go to Walter. They say magic ceremonies, etc. can be used for their own things. I'll tell you the story."

I flatter myself and stroke Mr. Anko.

... I think I'll need to hold a godson trial soon.

The professor makes a slightly more serious face.

"Oh, and... I still don't know what time it is, but Walter wants to see you. She wants to talk to you about your daughter. If you get a chance, talk to him. I'm begging you."